The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1887-12-22

took out a bair-pin to use as a pa
per.knife.
The fan fell to the floor, then
came a flourish and
ALLOW me-ahem Alb, l beg
pardon, but ] could not help seeing
your name on your fan; it is so
handsome. / believe / n address
siug Miss Calhoun nave not the
honor of being a clpssmate Of II re-
lative Of yours at Amherst Col
lege ?
MY brother Tom = said Dot in
surprise, glaucipg down at her fan
How did you know it? Did you
recognize his writing ?
Il fancy so; the young fellow fib.
bed quite boldly. Excuse me, my
name is Russell. | live of Linn
Tom will tell yon all about me. l
had no idea when l sat down here
that you we're his sister. 1t is so
pleasant to Weet someone in the
train-it is such long stupid ride
down to the Point. You are going
there, suppose p
Yes Dot assented quite gracious
ly. My aunt, Mrs. Seymour, has u
cottage there.
'lIow very pleasant = Russell
murmured: and conversation then
proceeded qnite easily.
There was nothing more natural
than that Dot should recognize him
after that on the beach, and that
when her aunt asked who he was,
sue should say discreeily:
"a classmate of Tom's-Mr' Rus
sci.
why don't you have him up to
call = Mrs. Seymour enqnired. be-
ing anxious her niece should have u
uice time.
So Dot invited him.
After that tho Point ceased to be
tho dnllest place they had both
thought it. A month of boating
and strolling together had worked
snch a spell of pleasure over them
,hat Mrs. S.ymore. in fit OF grow
Ing anxiety, sat down aud wrote to
Tom.
Dorothy has met ono OF your old
classmates here-a Mr.; Rnssel-who
pays her such marked devotion that
it has become acc ,ssary for mo to
fad ont what his prospects are l
have already learned something of
his family-ihey are the Rissels, Of
Lynn; bnt some of that family are
rich ant soma arc poor, and L
cannot fad ont where this young
q
fellow comes in. What do you know
about him Z
Tom did not answer this letter by
post lie came down to the point
in person, very much wrought ap
Dorothy, he said sternly, :where
is this fellow Russell There is no
such a man in our class. He is
some adventurer who has taken you
in. am astonished that you Gu
Icouraged him. Why didn't you
ask mo about him 7
He said he knew YOU Dorothy
faltered.
He lied; was Toms brusque res
joinder, and I'll tell him 30 T.
IL did write You about him 7
said Dorothy, bursting into tears.
That is, | wrote Therese; but you
were off at Portsmoth, and / sup
posed she never would say anything
about it. Don't-don't glare at mo
80, Tom =
We'll, you have made a fool of
yourself! ! he said ssvagely, Dear
knows who the fellow is. Like as
not he is thief
'Oh, he's a gentleman = Dorothy
interposed teariully. Indeed he is
Tom
How do you know , II may all
be sham. You can't expect mucn
out of a man who starts out with ly-
ing You don't know even whether
his name really is Russell.
oh yes, l do said Dorothy,
Aunt Mary knows people who know
him.
'Humph 7 retorted Tom. where
did you meet him, anyhow
'In-the-train = Dorothy cried
with fresh burst OF tears
well, exclaimed her brother saw
agely, Dorothy Calhoun, did think
you were old enough to trave.
alone
so ! am ! she cried.